Walking along the Baita River, modern poetry

You like to hide under the neon lights of the city, not daring to look up at the stars;

You like to shuttle among the crowds of cars and crowds, shaking off your loneliness.

You know that if you don’t light up a heart lamp,

No matter how bright the starlight is, it will only add a single shadow;

You also know that if you can’t find it, Wherever the heart is,

No matter how long you step, you can't get out of that barren grassland.

You like to walk on the street, just wandering aimlessly alone.

You like to smile silly, and suddenly become serious when others look at you.

You are afraid that others will see through your thoughts, but in fact, you hope that someone can really understand;

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You like to convey kindness with your smile. You said that if you smile at strangers, your tears won’t fall. I think you just learned to handle them with care.

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Every bit of your bravery may be just because a certain melody is placed just right.

You always say that you can’t sail the sails of love until you find the right direction in life.

You don’t believe that with her, you can follow your inner voice to make decisions,

You don’t want to give up control of the rudder just because there is one more person.

You just like it, but because of the torture of love, your throat is choked and you can't say those few words.

You pursue happiness, but the disappointment in the world blocks your hand holding the rose. .

You are afraid of losing, so you always reject the kindness of the world thousands of miles away.

You believe in fate, so you still walk alone on the deserted path back to your room.